Toe's iPad is here, and he and Roo are learning the ins and outs of all their apps.
iHappy for him, I really am. But also, iTired of downloading and syncing and configuring and paper-pushing, of ordering and printing and scanning and faxing and filling out reimbursement forms. iHate shopping, and Toe's grant has become a little like a constant on and offline shopping trip, except you have a whole gaggle of administrators and accounting types ("fiscals," they call themselves) shopping along with you--not physically, but figuratively-- and you have to call upon every part of your medical-school neurons while you shop (except you didn't go to medical school), and your purchase choices could affect the life of your child a lot more than, say, whether you get the chunky or creamy peanut butter. A LOT more.
iGuess what I really need is an autism vacation, something that will never happen, not all my living days, not if I want Toe to have the highest quality of life possible.
So off iGo, to download another app, set up another sensory light, make another purchase agreement, alarm another window. It's just one of my many jobs, and I am glad to have help, even if it is from Apple.
Maybe tonight after Toe is in bed iWill sneak the iPad under my blankie and play a little Angry Birds or chat with Ben the Talking Dog, just for fun.
iHappy for him, I really am. But also, iTired of downloading and syncing and configuring and paper-pushing, of ordering and printing and scanning and faxing and filling out reimbursement forms. iHate shopping, and Toe's grant has become a little like a constant on and offline shopping trip, except you have a whole gaggle of administrators and accounting types ("fiscals," they call themselves) shopping along with you--not physically, but figuratively-- and you have to call upon every part of your medical-school neurons while you shop (except you didn't go to medical school), and your purchase choices could affect the life of your child a lot more than, say, whether you get the chunky or creamy peanut butter. A LOT more.
iGuess what I really need is an autism vacation, something that will never happen, not all my living days, not if I want Toe to have the highest quality of life possible.
So off iGo, to download another app, set up another sensory light, make another purchase agreement, alarm another window. It's just one of my many jobs, and I am glad to have help, even if it is from Apple.
Maybe tonight after Toe is in bed iWill sneak the iPad under my blankie and play a little Angry Birds or chat with Ben the Talking Dog, just for fun.






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